Chapter 848 The Villain Died of Talking Too Much

Hear this voice.

Everyone in the audience changed color.

Especially Fu Xinyan and others were shocked, and then looked up.

I saw a huge convoy slowly approaching from the horizon.

This convoy is composed of countless tall boats and flying chariots. Its majestic momentum and huge scale are simply breathtaking.

Everyone stared blankly.

Especially Yan Hentian and the dozen or so sect masters didn't dare to move an inch at this moment, because they could feel that there were countless powerful and unparalleled auras in this convoy.

There are even dozens of breaths of true immortal ancestors.

Under the coercion of this momentum.

They could only watch the convoy slowly approaching with dull expressions.

finally.

The convoy flew close to Sihua City.

And on the leading ship, there was a person standing on the bow, looking down at everyone with a calm expression.

See this figure.

Fu Xinyan and everyone in Sihua City were in commotion.

Especially Su Xiaomu, who was ecstatic and shouted: "Brother Xue An! You are finally back!"

As soon as this sentence came out.

There was a dead silence.

Yan Hentian, his two sons and daughters, and those sect leaders who came to help out were all dumbfounded.

Is this man the Xue An who once wiped out the Iron-Bone Alliance and the Feng family and shocked even the Eastern Region?

But didn't he die after he went to the Central Territory because he offended the Central Territory Tianzong and Blood Net Mountain?

What's going on now?

Yan Hentian and the others watched in amazement.

Xue An just smiled when he heard the words,

"Yeah! I'm back, if I don't come back, some people probably think I'm dead!"

As he said that, Xue An's gaze swept across the faces of Yan Hentian and others.

boom.

Yan Hentian and the others felt that their minds were shaken, and they couldn't help but took a dozen steps back.

A look made the guys who were just showing off their might shy away, and the strength of the adults seemed to be even more unfathomable!

Fu Xinyan stared blankly, and suddenly this idea came to her mind.

And at this moment.

Yan Hentian and the others finally woke up, and then all these people began to tremble.

until this time.

They were convinced that this person was indeed Xue An.

And not only that, it seems to be even stronger than the previous rumors!

What's more, the convoy behind Xue An is filled with the aura of countless strong men.

This made Yan Hentian and the others look pale and tremble like chaff.

"Xue...Master Xue! It's really gratifying to congratulate you on your safe return. This matter has nothing to do with me and others. It's all caused by Yan Hentian. Please let us live!"

At this time, a sect head teacher who was quick to see the opportunity tremblingly begged for mercy.

Xue An turned his head and glanced at him, and said calmly, "Oh? It has nothing to do with you?"

"Yes... yes! It really has nothing to do with me, I just came here to join in the fun!" The head teacher said in an extremely humble manner.

Xue An nodded, "It sounds like I should really let you go!"

The teacher was overjoyed and was about to thank him.

Xue An continued: "Unfortunately, I heard what you just said!"

The headmaster hadn't had time to say anything yet.

Xue An's eyes flashed, but he didn't see any movement.

The teacher's head exploded with a bang.

The brains were mixed with blood, and exploded like fireworks, and then the dead body fell down, turning into a pulp.

After all, this head teacher was also a strong Golden Immortal, but in the end he didn't even have the qualifications to let Xue An do it, so he died silently.

This time the whole audience was shocked.

Yan Hentian and the others trembled all over, their teeth chattering.

At this moment, Xue An turned his head to look at Yan Hentian, and said indifferently: "Just now it seems that you said that even my bones have rotted?"

Yan Hentian's whole body trembled, and he felt that although Xue An was only asking a question in a flat tone, it was like a mountain, and he couldn't breathe.

Let alone talking like this, it became difficult for him to even breathe, and he could only look at Xue An with despair and horror.

At this moment, his son, Yan Qingyi, the young patriarch of Yantian Sect, stepped forward and saluted Xue An respectfully.

"My lord, you are truly mighty, and I, Yan Tianzong, admire it very much. This is also what we did wrong. Please forgive me!"

These words were neither humble nor overbearing, and Yan Qingyi, who was bending down, had a smug gleam in the depths of his eyes.

I have lowered my stance so much, I don't believe you dare to make a move in front of so many cultivators in the world.

He was thinking about it.

Xue An laughed, "Who are you?"

"I am the young master of Yantian Sect, Yan Qingyi! And..."

This Yan Qingyi would like to add a few words about his glorious history.

But at this moment, Xue An casually waved his hand.

A sword glow directly crushed Yan Qingyi's body and spirit together.

"I didn't ask you, why are you talking so much nonsense?" Xue An said in a calm tone.

This Yan Qingyi would never have imagined until his death that he died because of talking too much.

From Xue An's appearance to now, it's only been a few sentences.

This group of people has already died a sect head teacher and a young suzerain master.

This level of power made Yan Hentian dare not even say a word when his own son was killed.

He didn't even dare to lift his head, but kept his head buried as much as possible, hoping that Xue An would ignore him.

On the contrary, Yan Qingxuan let out a mournful cry, "Brother...!"

Then she looked at Xue An with resentment.

"You devil, kill me if you have the ability!"

Even though Yan Qingxuan said that, she was quite disturbed in her heart.

But now that there is no way out, she can only take risks, trying to use this method to survive from death.

After all, many big shots don't kill women!

really.

Xue An smiled faintly, "Don't be stupid, I won't kill women!"

Yan Qingxuan secretly let out a sigh of relief when she heard the words, and felt that she had made the right bet.

But at this moment, Xue An stretched out a little bored, and said lazily, "Displaced!"

"exist!"

"These people are handed over to you!"

"yes!"

Xueliu led the order, came out with a sword, and stood in front of these people.

When Yan Hentian saw that it was a woman in white, he felt a little relieved, thinking that as long as he didn't face that terrifying Xue An, it would be fine.

Moreover, it seems that this woman should be one of Xue An's maids, and it is estimated that she does not have a high level of cultivation.

In this case, there is still a possibility of survival.

But immediately after, Xue Liuli's words drove him into the bottomless abyss.

"Zhanhong, Xueliu! Please enlighten me!"

As soon as this sentence came out.

Whether it was Yan Hentian or his daughter Yan Qingxuan, they all showed horror.

"You're asking about the No. 6 Tianzong zhenchuanxueliu! How is it possible? How could you be Xue An's maidservant?" Yan Hentian couldn't believe his eyes.

But Xueliuli just said indifferently: "It is my honor to be your maidservant!"

Say it.

She took a step forward and slashed out with a sword.

As far as the sword shines.

No matter whether it was the father and daughter of Yanhentian, or those sect leaders, they couldn't even resist, so they were engulfed by the sword light and turned into powder.